Even if these forty players took out all the low-level healing potions, they could only choose their most proficient weapons. As for other components...

Unfortunately, they really couldn't squeeze out even if they had another bottle of potion.

Their forty players' potions have already been left with only one bottle left and all of them have entered Simon's pocket.

"Then it depends on how they promote it." Looking at the high-drawn players who were happily leaving, Simon raised his eyebrows and felt calm.

Of course, his goal is not just for these bottles of potions.

What’s more important is the influence of this group of high-quality plays.

The "Strategy" written by them tells other players that there are hidden stores here.

In this way, healing potions for players staying in the Gray Moon Fortress will be continuously provided here.

One of these will be left as sold items by Simon, and the other part will be left as arms items.

But with the current number of players in the Gray Moon Fortress... it must be a huge number, which even made Simon a little worried about whether the abundant Gray Moon Legion's old suit is enough.

It doesn't matter if it's not enough.

Simon reached out and rubbed his chin.

Because the diligent natural disaster Red Star continues to join the gray moon, this indirectly drives the production of the ore veins east of the gray moon.

This new batch of iron ore dug by players is used to create an old-style Grey Moon Legion suit.

This can be said to be a virtuous cycle taken from players and used for players.

Since the market has demand, follow the market rules and continue to move down...

Various market problems originally left by the previous Gray Moon Lord have been revitalized after joining the new consumer group of Scourge Red Star...all of them are revitalized as Simon imagined.

"There will be the issue of inaugural positions and the re-education of the people afterwards."

Simon grabbed his hair and his eyes flashed.

Although he is addicted to players, he never forgot to consolidate himself.

At present, the natural disaster Red Star is very useful, it is a group of hardworking little bees. But what if one day, these little bees suddenly disappear?

If there really is one day, with the current economic structure of Gray Moon, it will definitely not be able to withstand the sudden disappearance of a large number of labor force.

It can develop in harmony with players, but you cannot rely solely on players.

After all, you still need to be strong yourself.

Simon knocked on the table, looked up at the fierce star that was constantly approaching by the blue sky, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"I really want to see what kind of world does the Scourge Red Star live in..."

Simon has always been full of awe for the unknown.

But while being awe, you must also have the courage to contact.

Blindly escaping will not solve any problem.

The only window to get in touch with that world is the player forum. If possible, Simon really wants to go to the world of Scourge Red Star in person to see it.

but...

"I'm still thinking too far."

Simon shook his head in a funny way.

If you don’t get the Thousand-Faced Magic Tool in the remaining two months, everything will be empty talk.

"Master Simon, the Western Union Conference has sent you an invitation letter. I said that it was hope that the sudden arrival of the 'Red Star of Natural Disaster' would be discussed with the lords."

Lorina next to her leaned over and lowered her voice.

“…”

Hearing this sentence, Simon, who had been looking at the evil stars in the air, took a deep breath.

If you only look at the back, you seem to feel that he is sighing helplessly.

After a while, Simon turned his head, his voice calm and cold:

"Get ready for the carriage and let's go."

......

The Western Union Conference, collectively known as the Empire Western Union Regional Conference.

At the end of the year, lords from all over the western part of the empire would gather to report on the situation of the territory this year.

Simply put, this is not a regional meeting, but rather a pretentious meeting of the lords of the western region.

Let’s show off the number of people in the territory, and let’s show off the output of various ore in the territory...

In Simon's opinion, it was such a boring meeting.

But Simon couldn't refuse this meeting because he was sick. After all, the data at the meeting must be reported to the head of the imperial capital.

This year's meeting location is confirmed in the city of Osed, directly behind the Gray Moon Fortress.

As the connection entrance between the fortress and the mainland, Osay's economic development is stable. As long as the Gray Moon Fortress ahead does not fall, basically no one can threaten this fertile land.

But at the same time...

Simon also has irresolvable conflicts with Osside's lord.

Simon is almost certain that the person who made his witch believers who assassinated him was Osay's lord.

"Master Simon, I remember Lord Osede Agnes seems to be the last Lord of Grey Moon Fortress, right?"

Lolina put down the playing cards in her hand and asked curiously.

At this time, she and Simon were sitting in the same carriage, with heavy escorts on both sides of the Grey Moon Cavalry.

"No," Simon also put down his hand, without the desire to explain it more deeply.

"Is that true..." Lolina opened her mouth arrogantly, then closed her mouth again.

There is a big conflict between the current Lord of Grey Moon Simon and the former Lord of Grey Moon Agnes. This is not only known to the people of Grey Moon, but also to the people of Osed.

The manor where the witch Tisara lives is actually the property of Agnes' younger brother Malok.

Relying on his brother's power in the gray moon, Malok can be said to be arbitrary acts against the people under his rule, and forcing the robbery of the people in the street is nothing.

Even that guy has...

Thinking of this, Lolina turned pale and hurriedly covered her mouth, almost vomiting.

"Marlock is dead, I personally send him the gallows."

Simon's voice suddenly came out.

Then he looked back at Lolina, his face full of stability:

"Besides, the Lord of Gray Moon is now me. He has never been his brother... Wait a minute! Why did you vomit? Get out of the car!"

Simon's angry voice resounded in the carriage.

At this time, Osside is still two kilometers away.

......

"I'm very sorry! I'm very sorry! Sorry, Lord Simon! I'm very sorry!"

Lorina, who had put on her brand new maid suit, kept bowing and apologizing to Simon.

She looked embarrassed.

Simon just said it well to her, but she suddenly vomited it out in the carriage.

It makes the carriage still have a smell.

“…” Simon.

If it were according to the words of the Natural Disaster Red Star, it would be that his Tongxin Spirit Chicken Soup would not have any effect on Lolina in front of him.

"never mind."

Simon was still very tolerant of his personal maid. He waved his hand and turned to look at the building in front of him.

The mansion with brilliant lights is as luxurious as a wide courtyard with a chessboard divided into a wide courtyard.

At this time, several carriages were parked in front of the courtyard, surrounded by magic stones, and ladies dancing with the band.

Rather than saying that this is the place where the rigorous meeting is about to be held...it is more like a luxurious and erosive cocktail party scene.

"Soulless magic stone decoration, extravagant and wasteful food, loose and powerless dance steps, and a cocktail party filled with aristocratic body odor."

Simon looked disgusted.

Compared to these nobles, Simon felt that the natural disaster Red Star, who worked hard for the gray moon and fought with mud fish, was even more cute.

At least the player still has the dream of turning over, and at least some of the players' novel ideas made Simon's eyes lit up, unlike the aristocrats in front of him who made him bored.

No, Simon felt that he wanted to run back to meet those cute and hardworking players when he thought about it.

Simon shook his head, looked at the foreign house in front of him, and smiled as if he had thought of something.

He murmured to himself:

"Chaos are coming..."

The situation on the mainland is no longer relatively stable. The Kingdom of Eternal Winter and the Principality of Steel are ready to move. The natural disaster is coming...

An irreversible trend has begun to surge.
Chapter completed!